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Pray with me in a depressing gloom |
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Without a pain and fear, without a regret |
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Cry with me dry tears |
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With blood and wine sweeten grief |
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Breaking walls of misunderstanding |
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Come to me, having stretched to a palm |
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Take my hand, be not afraid of me |
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We shall go together to the fine world |
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Through white clouds the black sun makes the way |
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In light words beautiful lie |
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In dark eyes a clear sight |
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Looking at innocence, through a bloody veil |
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In serene dream, in ecstasy |
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I shall show you the interior |
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Rotten and crude as a dead tree |
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We shall merge branches in eternity |
